Poor Man's folly part 4
Who: Ray, the credit men, a blue midget, and Holls
Where: the shuttle repair deck assuming the Blue Dwarf has one which it has to because of the number of Blue Midgets that get destroyed.
When: sometime after the third poor man's fooly.
OOC: yah I know. The last one I posted didn't say poor man's folly part 3 but it was. The two in front of it had to much to do with these two not to be Poor Man's folly parts one and two.
Ray's uniform had changed color. It was now compleatly covered in motor oil. Ray oubviously needed a shave and if smell could be transmitted via text several of the people reading this would have just passed out. The towel that Ray had earlier had disappeared but Ray knew where it was. He was currently under a Blue Midget and several rather worrisome noises were heard from the blue machine. Just than the Credit men from before showed up again.
"Sorry to keep busting i..." said one of the Credit men before he was hit upside the head by the Credit man who had spoken before.
"We need your wallet sir." Said the obvious leader.
"Don't 'ave one." Said Ray. "All I've got is a pilot's listens. It is in my back pocket, But you can't legally take it." Ray said daring the Credit Men to try.
"You don't need to get snappy with me" said the brown clad man. His uniform looked very military and was dark brown. It had on the collar the letters CS in silver thread. In other words the Credit Service liked dressing its officers in foreboding uniforms. The second Credit man from before grabbed Ray's ankles and yanked him out from under the Little blue ship. Ray was an obvious mess.
"Do you have another of those towels you gave me?" Ray said offering the leader his hand. The leader unconsciously took Ray's hand and Ray shook it and in a gesture of friend ship placed a hand on the Leader's shoulder. He than hugged the leader and steeped back and grinned. "You will need it." The Officer was covered with motor oil and several other fluids that had leaked out from the Blue Midgets Ray had been working on for the past few hours. The other two Credit officers snickered when they looked at the leader than forgot the humor in the situation.
"sir. If you have anything with you, you will need to give it to us now."
"i don't have anything. you took it all." Said Ray back to the credit officer both of them were talking in that dangerous quiet tone. The leader of the credit men than turned away and began talking into his hand. Well, he was actually talking into a communication device in his hand but it sounded better when he was talking to his hand. The leader than turned back around.
"That is acceptable. Good bye. and enjoy your service with JMC. oh and so you know. JMC may own your body but your soul belongs to Space corps." The Leader than grinned and they left the Blue Dwarf.
After Ray was convinced they were gone he brushed his hand's on his shirt managing to smudge the oil on his shirt around a bit but satisfying Ray that his hands were clean. Ray than ducked into a nearby starbug and pulled a cup of coffee out of the dispenser and drank it in one gulp. He had long ago secured this starbug's coffee supply and hidden a spare Leather bomber jacket in the stores. Also as soon as he knew that his space bike was gone he had replaced his avaitor sunglasses with a pair of those wrap around glasses that he had found in the stores of this starbug. He now walked to the starbug's bathroom and turned on the water in the sink. Nothing happened. Ray looked at the faucet and gave up. He would have to fix that sometime but at least no one would try to take this starbug out. Someone had salvaged the engines to fix one of the other starbugs and also taken the life-support system apart and scattered it across thirty different cargo bays. But Ray still didn't have anything important to do so he went back to fixing the leaking Blue Midget not worrying about what was going on on earth. He would worry about it but there wasn't a blessed thing he could do about it.
The problem with the Blue Midget was the fact that someone had tried to put a size 35-C type AA-3 tube on a size 35-B type AA-3 nozzle. One wouldn't think that would do much but unfortunately it crushed the nozzle and now it wouldn't come off to be replaced. Unfortunately it had been placed between the main oil tank and the reserve oil tank. It was a tube that couldn't be cut off from the oil which explained the fact that Ray's uniform was now blacker than the inside of a small cow.
Shortly after destroying the oil tanks and replacing them when Ray was busy checking systems for other problems Holly showed up on the screen.
"You are still Ray Durron right?"
"Yess Holly what do you want?"
"Well, I got a Message for you about three hours ago. Something from a General someone."
"General Anders?"
"Maybe."
"General Smeghead?"
"Yah that's what you called him. He sent a text message for you. Here it is." The screen showed the nice green text and Ray read it.
"This! is to the fol who inulted 'e'. I hoe my fried at the Credit Service stoped by. He din't want to have; anythin to do with you but I conseved him to pay, you a vsit. Good bye fol! ok holly sto writn dat down: I mean dat. sto i am i." Ray read the message several times to figure it out. He than started typing out a witty rebuttal.
"Dear, Gen. Smeghead.
"I hope you can read this. I know text is something that few people anything to do with, but I will tell you to check your spell checker. Also I would like to thank you for sending the Credit service Goons to see me. I haven't had such good company in months. Nice fellows. Oh and good luck with your sudden debt.
"Ray Durron.
"PS. I would call you a smeghead but you are something far worse. You are a Credit Service user, and a coward."
Ray than sent that and waited. Surprisingly nothing happened regarding that for several months. When that happened it was to late to do anything.
OOC: well I have gone way longer and wasted everyone's time for long enough. cya when you are done saving Earth. Good luck.
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